Xiao Yan thought it over and decided to be a little more modest.
After all, Fa Ma was an elder and a Sixth-Rank Alchemist. It would not be good to act too flamboyantly in front of him.
He considered his wording before answering, "I'm not very confident. About ninety-eight percent."
Upon hearing this, everyone's fists clenched a little tighter. Listen to that—was that something a human being would say?
What did he mean, "I'm not very confident. About ninety-eight percent"?
Without anyone noticing, he had put on one hell of an act.
Fa Ma's expression froze.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then swallowed the words back down. In the end, he said, "In that case, I shall personally preside over your assessment."
"Oh."
Fa Ma turned and headed deeper into the association, walking noticeably faster than usual.
Xiao Yan followed behind him, passing through the hall and down a long corridor toward the assessment area.
Ninety-eight percent was naturally modesty. Xiao Yan knew perfectly well that with his current alchemy skills, he was confident not only in passing the Fourth-Grade Alchemist assessment, but even the Fifth-Grade one.
Yao Lao's teachings over these past days had not been for nothing, nor had all those rounds of refining and trial and error in the Martial Dao Space been wasted.
During the First-Rank Alchemist assessment, Xiao Yan had taken the test alongside a female alchemist with blue flames. They had been assigned the same prescription.
That female alchemist had Beast Flame support, and her refining speed was already considered fast. Yet Xiao Yan completed his refining nearly half the time faster than she did, and the pill he produced even bore pill patterns on its surface.
The woman looked thoroughly unconvinced, her